Arelle had been traveling for weeks with little sign of life. Not even the chirrup of a bird had split the air in what seemed like days. Desolation was the only word to describe what she had come across, and the landscape itself bore the scars of the cataclysmic events that had shaken the...
Ritza's footsteps carried her swiftly down the roughly polished stone steps that spilled outwards into the open training yard. The entire area appeared as if someone had carved a bowl into the rocky mountain itself, and rich veins of adamantine left their mark upon the surrounding 'wall'. Bits...
as written by Script
The Inner Sanctum of Nasazura's Rest was a large, circular chamber that stood at the heart of the temple. Therein, a sizeable round table filled much of the room, where the senior members of the Elysian Vanguard could gather to discuss important decisions for the order as a...
as written by Script, Tiko and Sentry
Elante's footsteps echoed through the silence of the winding stairwell as he descended towards the well. The enchanted braziers that lined the walls lit up as he passed them, casting the glistening stone walls in an orange glow that flickered and danced...
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